This is a song about "That was it"

At that moment my heart was telling me it was impossible

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm on my own shit

When ya knew that on was it

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

It was my sick rhymes that made grant so ill

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

That flooded streets with crack is comin 'back, it was never gone,

Hes squishing it in his hands, wishing that pill was candy

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

That song you just wrote it was nothing at all

When i found you i knew it was you that i needed

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good